We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

extremidictics

by sonja berlin-jones

/
1.
2.

about

Two very different tracks - the first is ambient and grows on me all the time, the second has a primitive beat and sounded fine when it first emerged from the confusion of this computer but the longer it goes on the shorter you wish it was. Unless you're drunk. Which I am not. But I do still remember what it's like to be drunk for forty years and I know how you want that world to never end - you want every day to be the same, and every beat to just keep on chugging on unchangingly. If I was in that state I'd think the music was amazing and brave.

...............................

Yesterday among the stagnant bliss of that hot afternoon I turned on Shelagh Fogarty and heard our prime minister giving a speech to some people in a factory, saying that he's got it all covered mush and doncha worry mate and I rang up the show to ask if he could deliver a jellied-eel supper. I went to a comprehensive and have an excellent First-with-honours working class credentials so I was alarmed to discover that I talk posher than he does.

My parents tried to send me to Winchester but we never saved enough Green Shield stamps - but I think they'd now be relieved that I missed out - imagine the indignitatum indignitatat indignitatas of all that saliva being wasted just to have me speak like, well, a common person.

Dear god it's come to this, I have got to the age where everybody who is doing anything is younger than me and it's actually rather sooper-dooper to have it proved that no one has a fucking clue - no one ever did - the stupidest person in the room is the one who will do the most talking and get their way.

It's for this reason that I shall go to the cinema to see Asteroid City even though I've always fallen asleep during Wes Anderson. I might be with others. They will all say afterwards how great it all was. But none of it is. Wes did that, Rishi did something else, I've just done this - it's a comfort to know that everything is just random and the best we can do is just do it all without feeling and put on a charade of being amazing and brave and hoping the external will become internal.

.......................

recorded today, photo a week or two ago Lockerley

credits

released June 23, 2023

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

sonja berlin-jones Southampton, UK

contact / help

Contact sonja berlin-jones

Streaming and
Download help

Report this album or account

If you like sonja berlin-jones, you may also like: